Vars took his hand for the help. If this had been anyone else he would have refused but Viktor already knew the weakness in his legs. More importantly, Vars trusted him. He did hold tight to the hand once he was standing in order to keep Viktor from dodging a rough punch to the shoulder. The playfighting would never end.

"Always go with." Vars insisted while pausing to stare at Viktor for a moment before going back to collecting his clothing and dressing. "Pretty boy not learn have someone care what happen. Go alone. I find." Like tonight. Vars wouldn't let the other punk get into situations that were dangerous, at least not without him there to back the Brit up.